All Chapters of Alpha's Mission: Bound by Fate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Akira’s POVI was fast asleep when a sharp beeping sound jolted me awake, yanking me from the depths of my dream. For a moment, I thought it was part of my dream, some distant noise that would fade away if I just closed my eyes again.But as I groggily opened them and took in the familiar surroundings of the room I shared with Lisa and Brielle, the sound persisted, cutting through the stillness of the night. My mind was still foggy, and I couldn’t figure out where the sound was coming from.Lisa stirred in her bed beside mine, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. “What’s that noise?” she mumbled, her voice thick with sleep.The beeping continued, relentless and insistent. I tried to shake off the remnants of sleep, my brain sluggishly piecing together the puzzle. It took me a full ten minutes to understand what was happening. Then it hit me—the burner phone! The one Alpha Jackson had given me to communicate with him whenever he had information for me.Panic set in as I quickly threw off t

Hunter’s POVFrom the window of my study, I watched Akira, Lisa, and Brielle walk toward the main mansion. They were carrying their meager belongings from the servant quarters—nothing much, just a few things they had managed to collect over time. They were laughing, talking among themselves as they made their way inside.It was Akira’s smile that caught my attention. She looked so carefree, her laughter echoing as if she hadn’t a single worry in the world. That smile… it was rare. Too rare. Whenever she was with me, it was as if her face was locked in a permanent scowl or a mask of indifference. But here she was, beaming, her joy so palpable that even I, watching from a distance, could feel it.I couldn’t help but focus on her. The way she interacted with Lisa and Brielle, I knew for a fact that they weren’t just her “minions,” as she liked to pretend. She was close to them, closer than she admitted, and that fact alone told me more about her than she would ever openly confess. Des

Akira’s POVI stood in front of the massive mirror in my new room, staring at myself in the reflection. The nightwear I was wearing clung to my body in ways that made me uncomfortable. It was one of the many items in the room’s wardrobe that Hunter had told some servants to fill in—clothes that weren’t mine, but apparently, they were supposed to be now. While I stared in the mirror, I wasn’t examining the lace or the silk of the outfit, though. My mind was too clouded to focus on that.What had I done? How did a simple dinner, something I had planned just to fake being closer to Hunter, turn into this? A sex night? My heart pounded in my chest, faster and harder with every passing second as the realization of what was supposed to happen tonight hit me all over again. My head started to throb from the pressure, and my stomach twisted in knots. Was I really going to lose my virginity to Hunter tonight? That beast of a man?The very thought of it made me want to scream. I wasn’t ready

Akira’s POVI opened my eyes slowly, blinking as the soft light of morning filtered through the curtains. It took me a few moments to remember where I was. I glanced around, confused, trying to understand my surroundings. Then, it hit me; I was still in Hunter’s room. My body tensed instantly as the memory of last night came rushing back. I quickly sat up in bed, my heart racing.What happened? I wondered.I pulled the duvet up and checked myself. My nightwear was still intact, and there didn’t seem to be any noticeable signs of something having happened while I slept. But doubt crept in. Did something happen last night? Did Hunter come back while I was asleep and…? The thought made my stomach turn, and my heart skipped a beat in panic.I instantly yanked the duvet off completely and examined myself more closely, searching for any indication that I had been deflowered. Lisa did say that I might see tiny blood and same as the book I had read before. But everything seemed normal. The

Hunter’s POVJust as I was about to say something else, Seth walked into the dining room. His expression instantly shifted when he saw Akira and me sitting together. He tried to hide it, but I could tell he was surprised. I greeted him casually, "Morning, Seth." He nodded back, but his eyes darted between me and Akira, clearly trying to make sense of the situation.Then he turned to Akira, and with a quick glance, he muttered, "Princess." His tone was stiff, almost forced. I knew they had some tension between them, because they have had less conversation since the day we bashed into her birthday party that night. But seeing it in person was... interesting. Akira barely responded, just a small nod in his direction. She didn’t say a word, and the silence that followed was thick.For a moment, it was just the three of us in the dining room there, and there was this strange and uncomfortable tension hanging in the air. I could feel Akira’s discomfort rising by the second. Her body lang